Fuxian, who has always only cared about defense, and doesn't want to hurt his fellow doorman, can take care of so many people, when a long stick is directly against his waist from an angle that Fugen can't see, but this action is discovered by obsession, and immediately rushed up, blocking it with his own meat shield.

"Obsession, be careful!"

A trace of blood flowed down from the corner of the obsession's mouth, and he was stunned, the shadow of the stick in all directions was already shrouded in the obsession's head, Yang Guo burst into a shout, his beard was all open, and the seven wounds fist was brought into full play.

Seven injuries in one step, injuries in every step, where Yang Guo and Huang Fei's fists passed, those sticks broke one after another, even the monks who were famous for their hard qigong couldn't parry, and they were beaten by Yang Guo one by one.

It's just that the number of opponents is too large, and even if Yang Guo uses all his strength, he can't pass through the encirclement.

Li Huai's side, although he has the skill of flying knives, he can only protect himself without hurting others, and he can't help his obsession.

And Xie Xiaoyong, who has a lady's sword, is like a heavenly soldier, the monk of Bodhi Temple can't get close at all, and the stick shadow is cut off by Xie Xiaoyong's sword as soon as it stretches out, but it can't hurt people, and it can't break through.

Although Bodhi was reluctant to hurt these juniors in the same sect, but seeing that his beloved disciples were injured, how could he control it, at this moment, Fuxian finally couldn't bear it, lifted the strength of his whole body, his body sank uncontrollably, and suddenly let out a loud shout: "Ah....... Roar Roar Roar ......."

"Ahh

When the surrounding monks heard the loud shouting, they were dizzy in front of them, and those with slightly lower skills collapsed to the ground, unable to get up at all, as if they were half weakened, and had no intention of fighting.

At this moment, even the madness and the pace of perfection that have been watching the battle are a little empty.

"This is the supreme lion roar of my Buddhism, everyone hurry up and protect the mind, otherwise it will hurt the heart and intestines, and the meridians will be destroyed and the martial arts will be lost. ”

Zhiluo's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly meditated on the spot to resist it, and at the same time warned the disciples to meditate.

When everyone heard this, they dared to move, and they used their skills to resist.

"Roar, Roar, Roar, ......Roar, Roar, Roar, Roar, T

The roar of the Buddha lion is a kind of violent drink produced by an angry emotion, even the Buddha has fire, not to mention the Fuxian who has not yet become a Buddha.

Under the clear roar of Fuxian, it sounded like a thunderbolt for several miles, making the enemy liver and gall, frightened, and terrifying, and the incredible power that shocked people's hearts, but if it wasn't for the obsession and injury, Fuxian would never treat his fellow disciples with this kind of martial arts.

The lion roar of Buddhism is one of the supreme exercises of Bodhi Temple, but because it needs to be supported by strong internal force, it is one of the extremely difficult martial arts to learn, so Bodhi so far, only Pude and Puxian have learned, and when they learn it, they are almost more than a Jiazi.

When the people in the Bodhi Temple had no combat power to parry, and they used their skills to resist the lion's roar, even the people of the Xuantian Sect were also recruited to meditate and heal, but the realm of everyone was basically the realm of liberation, and Fuxian did not use real kung fu, so his physical condition was far better than that of those people in the Bodhi Temple.

"Obsession, are you alright?"

"It's okay, it's just a small injury, master, don't shout, everyone will get hurt if it goes on like this. ”

Yang Guohe's obsessive questions and answers made Fuxian finally stop and couldn't help sighing.

Zhiluo was even more angry at this time, and said: "Fuxian, I didn't expect you to use the lion's roar magic to deal with the same door, this is your true face, no wonder the host asked me to be careful of you, it turned out to be true, I see if you have anything to say." ”

Fuxian didn't know how this group of people was brainwashed by Pude, and now the situation that has developed to such a situation is not what he expected at all, and in addition, not only hurt his fellow disciples, but also hurt the people of Xuantian Sect who asked for help, this sense of guilt made Fuxian's heart even more uncomfortable and more self-blaming.

"Mo Mida Buddha, the old man knows that he is deeply guilty, even if the fact of the sneak attack on the head of the house before is nothing, but now it is a fact that he hurts the same door, hey, crazy and wise, I know that you two don't believe what I say, but what I say is true, whether you believe it or not, I only hope that you can let go of those doors that are clear for the old man, and the old man should give you an explanation, how?"

Zhiluo shook his head resolutely, and sneered at Fuxian's proposal: "You can't give it, it's a big crime to sneak attack the host, and now there is taking advantage of the host's outing, colluding with Xuantianzong to come to Bodhi Temple to try to rob the traitor's remnants, Fuxian, thanks to your good calculation, although I am not your opponent, but my Bodhi Temple Buddha has made thousands of disciples, have you killed it clean!"

Those who give in will always have no way back, and ignorant people will always press forward step by step.

Facing the injured people, Fuxian felt even more guilty: "They really have nothing to do with this matter, as long as you let them go, Lao Wei is willing to stay in Bodhi Temple, and wait for the senior brother to come back to make a decision." ”

"Hmph, do you stay in the Bodhi Temple, if you let them out, if you are killing them, my Bodhi Temple will inevitably suffer heavy losses, Fuxian, if you really have this heart and are willing to abandon your martial arts, I can let them come out to meet you. ”

The most taboo of Zhizhi is Fuxian.,As long as Fuxian doesn't have the ability to fight,Then the situation can be controlled.,With such an idea,Zhizhi made an unacceptable proposal.。

"Master, don't promise him......"

This move not only caused obsessive dissatisfaction, but even Xie Xiaoyong couldn't help but stop Fuxian, although this is a housework of Bodhi Temple after all, and Xuantianzong is only here to help, but if nothing helps, and Fuxian will be compromised, Xie Xiaoyong will definitely not be satisfied with this result.

"Master, don't listen to this monk's nonsense, when we recover, we will kill the generals together, and we can naturally rescue people!"

Originally, Fuxian was still a little hesitant, but after hearing Xie Xiaoyong's words, the psychological defense line completely collapsed.

If it was because he had made Xuantian Sect and Bodhi Temple hostile, causing a situation where blood flowed like a river, this was definitely not what Fuxian wanted to see.

How could Xie Xiaoyong know that he was just a kind persuasion, but he invisibly pushed Fuxian into a dilemma.

"Okay, I promise you!"

With a firm look in his eyes, Fuxian suddenly used the strength of his whole body, and under the surging airflow, he struck his Tianling Gai with a palm.

"Boom-"

"Crunch—"

"Bang Bang Bang ......"

In front of everyone, Fuxian, who is in the realm of inaction, has exhausted all his strength, but there is no trace of discomfort and reluctance on his face, nor a trace of regret and sadness, followed by an expression of satisfaction, that kind of expression that seems to be completely liberated and completely freed from the shackles.

"Fugen Master ......"

"Master ......"

"No, Master (Lion Tiger)—"

(End of chapter)